Teacher Xueqing

My name is Lin Xueqing, and I'm 27 years old.

Five years ago, after graduating from the X City Art Academy, I stayed on as a teacher.

My main subject is dance, but because I'm a towering 1.78 meters tall, I sometimes do modeling work both on and off campus.

Although I'm not a professional model, years of stage art training have instilled in me an artistic temperament and confidence that allows me to perform with ease in various situations.

Three years ago, I married a foreign language teacher at the same school, and we haven't had any children yet.

My husband's surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhang Xinmu; he's two years older than me.

The art academy is a place with a strong academic atmosphere. Due to the nature of art, there are often various thoughts and events on campus that differ from those of ordinary people.

Therefore, our lives at the art academy are somewhat different from those outside.

However, in this increasingly diverse world, this difference is quite normal.

Therefore, I'm generally satisfied with my life.

One summer weekend afternoon, around six o'clock, I was lounging alone on the sofa at home.

The programs on TV were incredibly boring, making me feel utterly listless.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and saw it was Liu Laosi, the tailor who ran a shop on the street behind the art academy.

There were two other people, Zhang Tiegan and Hu Qiuqiu, both Liu Laosi's friends.

I often went to Liu Laosi's shop to have clothes made for performances, so I was quite familiar with them.

Especially Liu Laosi; despite his ordinary appearance and somewhat eccentric manner, his tailoring skills were absolutely top-notch.

All the female teachers at our art academy liked to have their clothes made there.

I'd dealt with him countless times, to the point that every time I had clothes made there, he would intentionally or unintentionally touch certain parts of my body, making suggestive advances, taking advantage of me, or telling Zhang Tiegan, Hu Qiuqiu, and the others a lewd joke, indulging in some

fantasies. I didn't bother with them too much.

What era are we living in? Who doesn't understand these things? Besides, I knew my limits, and they didn't dare to overstep their bounds.

What's more, almost all the young female teachers from our art academy who went there to have their clothes made received this kind of "treatment."

However, today was the first time Liu Laosi and his group had come to my house, which I found quite strange.

After inviting them in, I asked them what they wanted.

Liu Laosi didn't answer me directly; he glanced at my living room, then at me, and said, "Teacher Lin, you're dressed quite sexily today!"

His words startled me.

I then noticed that I was wearing a thin, beige t-shirt that barely covered my navel, and white, very thin leggings that clearly showed my thong underwear.

The underwear had a small, deep V-neck in the front and a tie at the back, with only a small triangle where it met the waistband.

The underwear was light gray and quite visible from the outside.

I hadn't expected these guys to notice my thong underwear as soon as they came in.

But I quickly regained my composure.

I'm a very outgoing person and don't object to showing my sexy side. I often appear in various situations dressed like this, and Liu Laosi and the others have seen my sexy outfits many times without any problems.

I know they wouldn't dare come here with any improper thoughts.

I said to them, "You didn't come here just to say I'm sexy, did you? But don't even think about taking advantage of me!"

Hu Qiuqiu said with a big smile, "No way! No way! How could we dare to do that! We just wanted to come to your house to have some free time!"

Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Isn't your Mr. Zhang home?"

I smiled and said, "He's away on a business trip. I think you guys already knew? Otherwise, would you dare come here? You've been quite good at scouting! Hey, Liu Laosi, you're so free today?"

Liu Laosi grinned sheepishly, "I didn't have much work today, so I'm taking a break. Otherwise, what's the point of life?"

I made them some tea, and everyone sat in the living room chatting.

As I moved around making tea, I clearly felt their gazes fixed on my lower abdomen, the thong showing through my buttocks, and my breasts.

Since I wasn't planning on going out, I wasn't wearing a bra.

Under certain lighting conditions, they could definitely see my erect breasts through the thin thong.

I ignored them, and they didn't go any further.

After we chatted for a while, Liu Laosi suddenly stammered and asked me, "Teacher Lin, I heard that many female teachers at your art academy have taken nude photos. You took some too, is that right?"

I replied, "What? Who told you that?"

Liu Laosi chuckled again, "Don't deny it. Didn't you say we're good at surveillance? I found out long ago! I know who took photos with whom!"

Then he named several female teachers from our school.

These guys are really something; they're absolutely right! I told them, "So what if we took pictures? It's art. Don't you dare think of anything inappropriate!"

Hu Qiuqiu chuckled dryly a few times and said, "Teacher Lin, what kind of people do you take us for! We know it's art, and we didn't think of anything inappropriate. We were just asking. Also, Teacher Lin, can we see your nude art?"

I laughed again, "Go away! What do you know about art?

You're obviously just looking for a feast for your eyes!" "Just let us see! Your bodies are so beautiful, you should show them to others more often."

Seeing that I disagreed, the three of them actually started to beg me shamelessly, while constantly praising me.

At first, I ignored them.

They kept pleading.

After a while, I got a little impatient and said, "Look at you grown men, acting like this! Fine, fine! I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you have a look! But I'm warning you beforehand! You can only look here, and while you're looking, behave yourselves. Don't have any improper thoughts, and don't go around telling everyone after you're done!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The three guys were overjoyed, so much so that they could barely speak.

The nude art photos that Er Liu and Lao Si were talking about were taken at our art academy a while ago.

At that time, the leaders of the art academy approached us young female teachers and students and said that the art department lacked some nude photos for teaching purposes. The models we hired from outside the school were not up to par and did not achieve good teaching results. Therefore, they wanted to ask us, a few female teachers and students with good figures, to contribute to the academy.

At first, we all disagreed, but later the academy leaders kept persuading us and promised to give each person who took the photos a considerable subsidy.

We thought about it and felt the conditions were acceptable. It was for art, and it would only circulate within a small circle, so we agreed.

I'm very satisfied with my body; big eyes, a high nose, and slightly thin lips exude a cool, alluring charm.

Although my body is slender, my breasts are firm and of a suitable size.

I have a pair of long, slender legs, without an ounce of excess fat, strong and straight, which is what I'm most proud of.

I really wanted to capture this beautiful body at its peak, to keep it as a cherished memory.

Four teachers and three students participated in the photoshoot, each taking over a hundred photos. The college selected the best few hundred to create teaching materials, then bound all the photos into a booklet and distributed it to everyone who participated.

Those who participated included myself, Zhou Xiaolin (dance department teacher), Mo Hui (acting department teacher), Luo Mingjuan (acting department

teacher) , Xiao Lili (dance department student council president), Chen Xue (youth league cadre), and Liu Miaojin (acting department student council cadre).

All seven of us are renowned beauties in the art college.

Normally, Liu Laosi and others wouldn't even blink when they saw us, but now that they could see our nude photos, they were all incredibly eager.

When I went to my room to get the photo album, Zhang Tiegan asked, "Teacher Lin, did you really take these photos completely naked?"

I laughed and scolded him, "What's your rush? You'll see everything once you take them out."

Liu Laosi also said, "You're really stupid, Tiegan. How can it be called nude art if you're not naked?"

As soon as I took out the photo album, they immediately surrounded me.

Seeing the nude photos of several beauties from our art school in the album, they could only swallow their saliva.

Showing off my beautiful body in front of others made me a little embarrassed.

To ease the atmosphere, I forced a smile and asked them, "How is it? Pretty, right? Whose body is the most beautiful?"

"Of course, it's Teacher Lin's! This is real art!"

Liu Laosi replied.

"You're just being glib! You know about art? Then let me ask you, what's so beautiful about my body?"

"First of all, your body is smooth, white, and well-proportioned, every curve is just right. The most beautiful thing is your legs, straight and long."

Liu Laosi was, after all, somewhat cultured, and what he said was quite good.

Zhang Tiegan, a rough and uncouth man, said, "I think Teacher Lin's breasts are beautiful, not too big or too small, round and firm. And the hair between Teacher Lin's legs is especially mysterious and alluring."

I was almost speechless at his words, my face flushed red.

Fortunately, Hu Qiuqiu suddenly asked, "Teacher Lin, you and Teacher Mo Hui are both married. Aren't you afraid your husbands will object to taking these photos?"

I took the opportunity to calm myself down and replied, "Of course we asked our husbands' opinions. They are both art enthusiasts and won't object to us."

Indeed, my husband never interferes with me, just as I rarely interfere with him.

Hu Qiuqiu asked again, "Who took these photos?"

I told him, "It was Professor Wang, the bearded professor from the art department."

Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Your husbands are so open-minded, and you're so uninhibited, daring to take your clothes off for others to photograph. Professor Wang must be having a real treat!"

I laughed and scolded him, "What are you thinking now? Professor Wang isn't like you lecherous people. We did this for art! Besides, aren't you having a good time now?"

Actually, we didn't just take nude photos.

Because the photos were for students' sketching, they required showing various human postures, and each posture had to be photographed from eight different parts of the body. So, during the shoot, the seven of us models took turns posing in various positions, such as standing, sitting, squatting, kneeling, lying down, prone, and upside down, and Professor Wang photographed us from different angles.

Under these circumstances, many of our photos showed our private parts.

Sure enough, they found those photos.

The first photo you see is mine. In that set of photos, I'm kneeling, elbows on the ground, hands supporting my chin, back tilted upwards, forming a beautiful human figure with my high-raised buttocks.

From the front, my beautiful back, full buttocks, and radiant smile give the whole photo a perfect artistic quality.

Moreover, Teacher Wang is an excellent photographer; the photo is very clear, and the lighting is excellent.

I can say I'm very satisfied with this photo.

However, Teacher Wang took eight photos of this pose in total, including the best front view, as well as side views, side-rear views, and direct rear views.

What surprised Liu Laosi and the others was the photo taken directly from the rear. Because I was kneeling, my upper body was bent forward, and my buttocks were raised high, so from directly behind, my labia and anus, nestled between my long, smooth thighs, were clearly visible.

My labia are hairless, appearing full, smooth, and slightly brownish under the light.

When they saw this photo, they were so astonished they couldn't close their mouths.

Although I was somewhat prepared when I showed them the photo album, seeing three men staring intently at the photos of my genitals and anus still stirred a strange feeling within me. I even felt a surge of urge from the depths of my being—I was actually showing my most private parts to a few vulgar men! And at that moment, the parts I was showing in the photos were right below my crotch, constricted by a small, tight thong, seemingly anticipating something! My face was burning hot; I imagine it must have turned incredibly red!

Liu Laosi and the others were stunned for a long time before they could speak: "Wow! Teacher Lin actually let Wang Dahuzi take pictures like this!"

"Teacher Lin, your pussy is so smooth! Smoother than your butt and thighs!"

"Teacher Lin's anus is the most beautiful, round, like a chrysanthemum!"

... Hearing several men commenting on my private parts in front of me, my face turned even redder. I quickly scolded them: "You're so bad, you saw it and you still have to say it, hurry up and turn the page."

Liu Laosi looked at me with a wicked smile and said, "Teacher Lin, I never dreamed I could see your pussy and anus!"

Then they looked for a while longer before reluctantly turning to the next page.

But the next page was also mine. In that set of photos, I stood with my legs straight, bent over deeply, and hugged my calves with my hands.

It was a common dance move, and it looked even more beautiful when I was naked.

But there were also photos taken from behind in this set of photos, which also completely displayed my private parts.

Liu Laosi and the other two stared at the photos for a while.

And I felt hot again, and my face turned red again.

This time, Liu Laosi and his two lecherous friends only looked at photos that exposed genitals and anuses.

There were many such photos; every model who participated in the shoot had them taken.

The three perverts looked at them, commenting on those parts of our bodies.

"Teacher Lin's pussy is the best, so smooth."

"I like Zhou Xiaolin, Luo Mingjuan, Xiao Lili, and Chen Xue's pussy, lots of hair, so sexy. But Teacher Lin's anus is the best!"

"It's better if the labia are hairless; look at Teacher Lin's labia, they look so tender!"

... I blushed as I watched them look at the pictures, my impulses making me somewhat out of control.

After they finished looking, I actually said to them, "Isn't it beautiful? They even recorded the photoshoot!

Do you want to see it?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I regretted it, but Liu Laosi and the other two were already incredibly excited, and I couldn't stop them from watching.

Helpless, I took out the disc made from the photos taken at the scene and put it in the DVD player.

The scene reappeared on the TV screen: in the photography studio, several boys were gathered around, their teacher, Wang, had asked them to adjust the lighting.

The college's fat and lecherous Director Jin was also there; ostensibly there to provide guidance, but as a fashion designer, he knew nothing about photography and was clearly there to take advantage.

"Wow! So many men were watching you take photos? Even Fatty Jin was there, he's so happy!"

Zhang Tiegan said. The seven of us female models stood naked under the bright lights, taking turns posing according to

Teacher Wang's instructions. The scene then showed me posing in that kneeling position. On screen, Teacher Wang told me to kneel properly and to raise my buttocks as high as possible. At that moment, the camera was right behind me, clearly capturing my genitals and anus. Because my hip position wasn't quite right for Mr. Wang, he came up to correct me. Just then, Director Jin stepped forward, pressing down on my back with one hand and placing the other on my buttocks, helping me lift up. On the screen, you could see Director Jin's hand was positioned perfectly; his fingers were already on my labia near the vaginal opening. I also recalled that I clearly felt Director Jin's hand touching my genitals, and I felt quite ashamed. Being naked in front of so many students was already uncomfortable, and being filmed like that from behind made it even more embarrassing, let alone being touched like that by the notoriously lecherous Director Jin in front of so many people! Although he supposedly touched all the female models at the time, I also remember feeling a strange mix of excitement and pleasure, despite the intense heat within me. This excitement began when I entered the studio and started undressing in front of everyone. It intensified when I posed and lifted my hips, and reached a climax when Director Jin touched my sensitive areas! This excitement returned repeatedly during the subsequent shoot with each touch from Director Jin. Today was no different. When Liu Laosi and the other two stared at my clearly visible panties and said I was sexy, I got a little excited. Then, when they saw my full-frontal nude photos in the album, the excitement intensified. When they flipped to my exposed vulva photos, the excitement was intense, and now it had reached a climax. I was actually experiencing this kind of excitement in this situation! It scared me a little! The person with the digital camera was a male student. When he photographed my genitals, he zoomed in very close, so my pubic hair, labia, vaginal opening, and anus were displayed more clearly on the 34-inch TV screen than in the photos. Even the deliberate sliding of Director Jin's hand on my labia was visible. Liu Laosi and his gang stared in disbelief. These three lecherous men, who always leered at my tall, alluring figure, had not only seen my naked body today, but had even seen my most private parts! I sat there, my face flushed and hot, a wave of pleasure washing over me, my breathing becoming increasingly rapid. I squeezed my hands tightly between my legs, feeling the thong straps constricting my lower body. I knew it was already a little wet! Finally, the DVD finished playing, and I took a deep breath, trying to pull myself out of that state of shame and excitement. It was dangerous. Although I had generously let these three see everything, I knew very well that this had to end there; I couldn't get involved with them! I was still somewhat clear-headed. It was already nine o'clock at night. I said to Liu Laosi and the others, "Alright, you've all seen it. Did you enjoy it?" They quickly replied, "Yes, we really enjoyed it! It was truly eye-opening!" "Since you've enjoyed it, you've achieved your goal for this trip. It's getting late, you should go back now!" Liu Laosi and the others didn't answer me directly, but stared intently at me under the lamplight, saying, "I never expected Teacher Lin to be so beautiful naked! Look at your figure, whoever is lucky enough to sleep with you would be incredibly fortunate!" I understood what they meant, but I ignored them. I said bluntly, "That's impossible! Don't try to push your luck! Alright, I'm tired, I need to rest, you can go!" My tone was already tinged with anger, and Liu Laosi and the others quickly said, "No, no, Teacher Lin, you misunderstood, we didn't mean that." Before they could finish, I told them, "Fine, whatever you mean, you should go!" Liu Laosi wanted to say something more, but seeing my expression, he didn't dare to speak. They walked out of my room dejectedly. As I closed the door, I clearly saw that everyone's crotch was bulging. After seeing Liu Laosi and the others off, I packed my things, took a shower, and then went out onto the balcony in my pajamas. The evening breeze completely woke me up. I thought about what had happened that day. I did n't Maybe they really saw art in them? Although I felt a little embarrassed when they saw my body and genitals, the excitement I felt at the same time was also something I savored. Somehow, I actually started to enjoy displaying my body to men's lustful eyes. The more I showed those private parts, the more excited I became! Good heavens, am I an exhibitionist? I was the one who first agreed to take nude photos this time. I've participated in many fashion shows before, and I've felt excited when I performed in sexy and revealing outfits. My God, could it be? Thinking about how Liu Laosi and the others had been staring at my private parts, I felt a surge of excitement, even sexual urges! But my husband was away on a business trip, and I was destined to be lonely tonight. Gazing at the boundless darkness, I could only feel the tightness of my sensitive area under my thong... Freud's ideas... An autumn breeze quietly rose, but the city remained as hot as ever, and life continued in the sweltering heat of summer. In the morning, I was instructing students in the practice room for my dance class. I was wearing a swimsuit-style high-slit leotard, without stockings, my two long, slender, white legs exposed. I object to wearing long pants or stockings while practicing, because that would prevent us from seeing the changes in the leg muscles as we move. My leotard was white, very thin, and slightly transparent. I wasn't wearing a bra, and my firm, full breasts could be vaguely seen through the leotard. For my lower body, I was wearing a small, white, deep V-neck thong; only the hem and ties were visible from the outside. The fabric was semi-transparent sheer, and even through my workout clothes, I could vaguely see a dark patch in the groin area. I always dress very sexily when I practice.

I encourage everyone not to dress too conservatively. Beauty isn't afraid of exposure; be brave and show it off. Only those with physical defects resort to clothing to cover up.

I also tell my students: beautiful women must conquer life, first and foremost, conquer the gaze of others! My students are deeply influenced by me.

The girls are all wearing light-colored, semi-transparent, high-slit leotards, and underneath, all wearing thongs, each one more sexy than the last, many revealing their genitals.

Many girls, like me, aren't wearing bras; youth blossoms from there.

The boys are the same; their leotards are tight and thin, and their underwear is also very small, some even wearing thongs.

The tight leotards make their masculine symbols stand out.

Men of this age have incredibly surging life and desire, especially surrounded by so many sexy female bodies.

With a boy's help, I demonstrated a pose: I nestled in front of him with my back to him, my left leg spread wide and bent, my arms raised high.

The boy was right behind me, his right arm around my waist. His left hand, as I instructed, traced a path from my open left knee down my inner thigh to my groin, then to my lower abdomen, my stomach, my chest, my left arm, and finally to my fingertips.

This is a small section of a Western dance, strongly suggestive of love.

This part is crucial to the entire dance, but because the areas the boy's hand touched were sensitive, everyone seemed hesitant and couldn't quite execute it correctly, failing to capture the essence of the dance.

Therefore, I had to demonstrate for everyone again and again with this boy who had a better grasp of the concept.

In the pose, my head rested back on the boy's shoulder.

During the demonstration, I clearly felt the boy's breathing change with the movement of his hand on my body: the closer his hand got to the groin of my thigh, the more rapid his breathing became, reaching its peak when his fingers reached my full, swollen triangle area, faintly darkened beneath my practice clothes.

After his hand moved away, his breathing calmed down a bit, but when it touched my high breasts, especially my prominent nipples, his breathing became rapid again... His lower body was also changing. This boy was about 1.78 meters tall, and his penis looked very strong. In front of our sexy poses as female teachers and students, his penis was fully erect, bulging high on his lower abdomen.

Even through the leotard, others could imagine its size.

When I leaned against this boy, my buttocks were pressed against his lower abdomen, and I could clearly feel the firmness and thickness of his erection.

I could also feel his penis throbbing against my buttocks, as if it was about to burst out of the leotard that could hardly contain it—a young man in his early twenties, with the ability to ejaculate violently at any moment! The boy held my waist tightly, the music was soothing and gentle, and his hand slid to my swollen triangle area again... "Teacher Lin, Director Jin is looking for you outside!"

A student's voice interrupted our practice.

I immediately came out of the mood of the dance.

The boy also released me immediately.

"Ah! Where is Director Jin?"

"He's in the rest area outside."

"Okay! Thank you!"

Director Jin was sitting in the rest area outside the practice room.

As soon as I entered, the bright light in the rest area immediately revealed every detail of my body.

The chubby Director Jin sat there, smiling as he looked my body over.

I think with the help of the light, his gaze must have penetrated my semi-transparent practice clothes and seen my areolas and the faintly visible dark triangle area.

What are you looking at? Didn't you see everything when we took nude photos last time? I thought to myself, facing Director Jin's gaze.

"Hmm, Teacher Lin always brings a visual impact!"

Director Jin suddenly said.

"Director, you flatter me!"

I didn't know if Director Jin had any other meaning.

"However! However! Teacher Lin, with such a beautiful face, such a wonderful figure, such a noble temperament, and such sexy clothes, I really regret not studying hard enough when I was in school, so that I can't find the right words to describe how I feel when I see you!"

Director Jin stood up and circled around me as he spoke.

He was scrutinizing every part of my body.

"Director Jin, you're quite the smooth talker! I bet even a god would be fooled by you!"

Director Jin was known throughout the academy for his glib tongue, and I wasn't about to believe him easily.

However, as he looked at me, I subtly struck an elegant pose, giving Director Jin a full display of myself.

Although Director Jin was a lecherous man, for some reason, I didn't feel any aversion or discomfort in his presence, even dressed so revealingly for him to see.

"Look at what you're saying, how could I dare lie to you? Everything I said is true,"

Director Jin said.

I shifted my posture and said to him, "Oh dear! Whether it's true or not, Director Jin didn't come to see me today just to say a few nice words, did he?"

Director Jin replied in an exaggerated tone, "Oh! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I was so stunned by your beauty that I forgot my business and forgot to invite Teacher Lin to sit down. Teacher Lin, please sit down, please sit down, let's sit down and talk."

After we sat down, Director Jin told me that he was going to hold a conceptual clothing launch event in the city soon, where he would showcase some conceptual clothing designs based on his observations and reflections on fashion trends.

He wanted me to be his model.

I said to him, "There are so many modeling agencies in City X, are you worried about not finding good models?"

Director Jin said, "I've already contacted the models. But I need a headliner."

"A headliner? Director Jin, you're really something! How could I possibly be the headliner?"

"Teacher Lin, don't be modest, you're the most suitable candidate."

Seeing my puzzled look, Director Jin told me, "The name of my fashion show this time is 'Freud's Ideas,' focusing on sexy clothing and lingerie. With Teacher Lin's artistic temperament, stage presence, and understanding of sexiness, she's the perfect headliner for this show."

"Freud's Ideas? Sexy clothing? What a strange thing!"

Hearing Director Jin's introduction, I found it quite interesting.

I often encounter sexy clothing at fashion shows, but I've never seen anything inspired by Freud's ideas.

With this psychologist as a reference, it seems the fashion at this show really does have a special kind of sexiness.

Seeing that I remained silent for a while, Director Jin assumed I was hesitating and quickly urged me again, "Teacher Lin, what are you hesitating about? I think this sexy look for the press conference suits you best. Actually, you really appreciate sexiness; you've always dressed very sexily, including today. Why not showcase what you pursue in an artistic form? And I'll give you generous compensation." I smiled and said, "Alright, since Director Jin thinks so highly of me, I agree."

Director Jin was overjoyed. After telling me the performance and rehearsal schedule, he said to me, "Teacher Lin, you look even better in this outfit than when you're naked. Sexy and elegant."

I laughed and scolded him, "You only remember that? You took advantage of me back then, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Director Jin chuckled a few times, said he had other things to do, and then left.

That night before going to bed, I told my husband, Zhang Xinmu, about it in bed.

He just grunted in response.

This was what I expected.

Since we got married, we've always maintained our own freedom and rarely interfered in each other's affairs—which I think is very beneficial for artists.

But whenever I want to do something, I still symbolically tell him.

As I lay in bed preparing to turn off the light, Zhang Xinmu, who was lying next to me, suddenly rolled over, grabbed my hand that was trying to turn off the light, pinned me down, and started taking off my pajamas.

I knew what he wanted to do.

Three years into our marriage, he had become increasingly impatient with sex.

Now he rarely caresses and teases me for a long time before sex like he did when we were newlyweds, and there's not even the most basic verbal communication.

Often, he just comes suddenly, regardless of what I'm thinking or doing.

After undressing me, he quickly grabbed my breasts a few times before entering me.

Because of the dryness in my vagina, I felt a slight pain when he entered me.

But I still longed for his penetration.

His tall, strong penis was thick and firm, and I immediately felt a strong sense of fullness after he entered me, and I quickly became wet.

Lately, he's been frequently away, so we've had fewer opportunities to be together.

I've been feeling parched for a while.

This time, I hoped for a full and satisfying experience.

Zhang Xinmu's thick penis thrust violently in and out of my vagina, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me that quickly spread throughout my body.

I lay beneath him, my breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

I spread my long legs and wrapped them around his body; this position helped his penis penetrate even deeper into my already overflowing vagina.

But the usual problems persisted today.

First, Zhang Xinmu never allows me to shout or even moan during sex, so today I had to endure it, which both distracted me and made me feel suffocated.

Second, he rarely considers my feelings during sex; the rhythm is very discordant. Just when I start to feel something, he suddenly gets tired and relaxes, which disappoints me. Or, when I'm concentrating on experiencing it, he suddenly stops, flipping me over like a chef flipping a fish in a pan to use the next position he wants.

I haven't had an orgasm with him in a long time.

Every time, just when I start to feel something, he relaxes for various reasons, and this feeling of starting and then having to stop abruptly makes me very uncomfortable.

Today was even more so.

Usually, I can still find a few moments of pleasure with him, but today he only moved inside me for three or four minutes before letting out a soft "hmm" and going limp.

I think he probably did it on purpose.

Lately, he seems to be busy with something, rushing through everything, wanting to finish everything at once, without any patience.

I wanted to talk to him, but he turned over, hurriedly wiped his penis, and fell asleep.

I gently nudged him, and he just said, "I'm tired, go to sleep!"

The fashion show proceeded as scheduled.

Although Director Jin had a bad reputation in the college due to his womanizing, he was extremely talented in fashion design, possessing a strong imagination and expressive ability, always able to express his thoughts and ideas with just a few pieces of fabric and threads.

The clothing showcased in "Freud's Conception" was indeed sexy and unique; in this show, tulle and lace were used extensively.

Director Jin also personally designed the runway, lighting, and music.

Against a backdrop of flickering lights and music, models wearing various garments made of tulle moved across the runway.

The entire show was filled with a dreamlike and surreal atmosphere, much like Freud's strange and profound thoughts, and the questions he pondered throughout his life: dreams and sex.

As the last to appear, I felt rather uncomfortable.

This feeling stems from the costume I'm about to perform.

Strictly speaking, it's not even a costume! I'm completely naked on my upper body, except for a thin ribbon around my neck.

The ends of the ribbon hang down to my chest, just enough to cover my nipples.

However, this ribbon is very narrow, almost transparent, and very light, fluttering in the wind with every movement.

So, it's as if I'm wearing nothing at all on my upper body; my firm, strong breasts are almost completely exposed.

My pants are also extremely small.

They're a tie-front thong, the piece of fabric used to cover my private parts less than half a palm's size, barely enough to cover my bulging pubic area (I had to trim a lot of protruding pubic hair before the performance).

The front of this shield-shaped fabric reaches just above my pubic area, connected to the waist tie by three very thin, transparent straps.

The back of the fabric just covers my vaginal opening, and then another very thin, transparent strap crosses my groin before connecting to the waist tie.

The waist ties were also very thin and transparent; from a distance, they were practically invisible. I looked like someone who had only covered their crotch with a piece of paper.

During the pre-performance rehearsal, after seeing the outfit I was to wear, I regretted it.

I said to Director Jin, "Is this what you call an outfit? You might as well have let me go on stage naked!"

Director Jin chuckled and said, "That's what you call sexy! Teacher Lin isn't that conservative, is she? Besides, this is a costume launch, Teacher Lin shouldn't have too many concerns!"

Even so, wearing this outfit did give me a strange feeling.

I went on stage in this outfit.

As soon as I reached the front, the stage lights suddenly became incredibly bright, illuminating my almost naked body as white as snow.

My long legs, high breasts, rounded buttocks, and mysterious lower abdomen were displayed without reservation before the audience! Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that inexplicable urge again.

The audience, already stunned by the continuous stream of sexy performances, stirred again upon seeing me, and then a flurry of flashes went off.

"Take the pictures!" I thought, my mind a jumble of emotions.

Although I had taken many photos completely naked before, that was in a relatively enclosed environment.

Now it's different. Now, there are countless reporters and cameras in the audience. Through them, I feel like I'm naked before the whole world! In previous fashion shows, I've worn some sexy outfits on the runway, but those were limited to transparent clothing. Although people could see my breasts, there was always a layer of clothing on the outside, so I always felt somewhat at ease.

I've also participated in lingerie launches before, appearing on the runway in thongs, but those thongs were much bigger than this one. I could wear a smaller thong underneath to prevent any wardrobe malfunctions.

This time, it's impossible. These are such small underwear; I can't add anything underneath.

I'm like a naked person on stage, merely symbolically covering my private parts, letting all kinds of eyes and cameras scan my entire body.

Finally, the designer, Director Kim, came out. Amid applause and flashing lights, he bowed to the audience a few times with a smug look on his face, then suddenly walked up to me, put an arm around my waist, and waved to the audience with a grin.

The abrupt movement made me a little awkward, but I quickly recovered.

This was a stage, a performance; I couldn't ruin the entire event over something small, especially since it was the final part.

As a model who performs frequently, I had that much professionalism. With

Director Jin's arm around me, I took the opportunity to sway my hips slightly, flashing a charming smile.

The stage lights flashed again… Director Jin's fashion show was a huge success; "Freud's Conception" made him a household name in the fashion world.

And as promised, I received a very substantial payment.

Of course, life went on as usual.

With my looks, I had every opportunity to become famous.

But I didn't like that kind of life under the spotlight; it made me lose sight of many things real.

Every action you take can bring trouble, and thinking about that, I couldn't help but like my life at the art academy.

Peaceful and carefree.

Of course, there were some minor disappointments in life.

But no one's life is perfect.

On the school path, Director Jin suddenly appeared and stopped me on my way home.

"Teacher Lin, thank you for your help. My fashion show was a great success,"

Director Jin said to me.

"How many times have you said that? You're not going to say it every time you see me, are you?"

I said with a smile.

"Not at all! Not at all! I'm just very grateful to you."

"No need for that, is it? You're the designer, the success belongs to you. Besides, there were so many models at the show, I was just one of them."

"But you were the most important one! Colleagues all said that your appearance was the highlight of the entire show, and you were the model who best embodied the essence of my design."

I said to him with a smirk, "What nonsense about essence? Isn't it just about wearing as little as possible? I was practically naked! I was afraid people would say I was being lewd." "

No, no, that's called sexy! And a kind of sexy that only you can interpret."

"Alright, alright, whatever you say, I don't have time to chat with you, I'm going home,"

I said impatiently.

Director Jin stopped me again, saying, "Hey, wait a minute, I haven't told you the most important thing yet."

I stopped, and Director Jin told me that he planned to write an article about the design concepts of the clothing showcased at the launch event and publish it in a prestigious international magazine.

However, he needed some photos to accompany the article and wanted me to take a few for him.

"So many cameras took so many photos at the launch event, why take more?"

I asked him.

"I've looked at them, and the photos taken at the launch event all have some flaws. I don't think the effect is good enough. I'd like to ask you to be the model and take a few more good ones,"

Director Jin replied.

"I think you're the best model! This is going to be published in a prestigious international magazine! Please help me one more time."

Seeing that I didn't speak, Director Jin went on and on with persuasion, pleading, and flattery.

After listening to his rounds, I agreed. This guy was particularly good at pestering, and I was actually a little afraid of him.

After agreeing on the time and place for the photoshoot, Director Jin left with a smile, and I went home.

I slept in late on Saturday. Practicing martial arts every day is quite tiring, and I don't dare relax usually, so I can only sneak in a little rest now and then.

Zhang Xinmu got up very early and disappeared. I vaguely remember him telling me early this morning that he had something to do and wouldn't be home.

Last night was another rushed encounter. I had barely started to feel anything when Zhang Xinmu finished and turned over to sleep, which was incredibly frustrating.

After rolling around in bed a few times, I looked at the clock and it was already past ten! I remembered that I was supposed to be Director Jin's model today, and I almost missed it.

After getting up, I rushed to Director Jin's house, where he was already prepared.

His house is very large, and his wife works in another city, so he has many empty rooms.

Today, Director Jin had prepared one of them as a photography studio, waiting for me.

When I arrived, Director Jin was probably looking through the nude photo album we'd taken for the college last time. When I entered the studio, I saw it lying face down on a table, next to a chair.

Seeing me staring at the album, Director Jin immediately explained, "Oh, just looking at it, trying to learn some photography techniques."

That's when I realized Director Jin was going to take the photos himself today.

"You? Are you sure you can handle photography?"

I didn't recall ever seeing Director Jin with a camera before, so I was skeptical.

"Don't worry about that. I'll make sure you look your best in the photos. Have a seat, I'll get you a coffee."

With that, Director Jin swayed his obese body and left the studio.

I sat down in the chair, casually picked up the nude photo album lying on the table, and glanced at it.

My face flushed, and my heart raced.

It turned out that before I arrived, Director Jin had just turned to the photo album where I had my buttocks raised high, exposing my entire private area.

Also, I noticed this page was frequently flipped through; that lecherous fat man, Kim, must look at it all the time! The shoot began.

In a dressing room set up in a corner of the studio, I took off my outer garment, put on the outfit from "Freud's Conception," and posed in various ways in front of Kim's camera.

Kim seemed to have some skill in photography; he looked quite professional with the camera.

He shot from many angles, especially focusing on the back.

He said, "The back is an important part of my clothing."

Clearly, domestic fashion photographers are all idiots who can only shoot from the front, and Director Kim was very dissatisfied with this.

This time, the outfits being shot were all very sexy—thin, see-through, and small.

In many photos, I showed off my firm breasts, or my lower abdomen encased in tight underwear.

Director Jin's gaze was lecherous, making me feel like a lamb being watched by a hungry wolf.

But it didn't matter; he had already seen me clearly during the last nude photoshoot for the college.

Later, I stopped going into the dressing room when changing clothes and simply changed right in front of Director Jin.

Let him see to his heart's content! Being beautiful isn't my fault! Director Jin said, "We've shot the last outfit."

I took off the outfit from the previous shoot, standing shirtless under the lights in only a small thong, waiting for Director Jin to bring out the clothes.

But Director Jin didn't move, instead saying, "Teacher Lin, take off your underwear."

"What?!"

I asked him in surprise, "Isn't this a costume shoot? I didn't say we were going to take nude photos?"

"It's not a nude photo shoot, it's to put this on!"

Director Jin said with a grin, then took out something.

Upon closer inspection, I realized it was the extremely sexy pair of panties I wore at the press conference that day.

I said irritably, "You're going

to take pictures of this too?" "Of course! This is the highlight! Hurry up, this is the last set."

I took the thong and instinctively headed towards the dressing room, but then I hesitated for a few seconds, stopped, and stood under the spotlight.

I took off the thong I was wearing, once again completely naked in front of Director Jin.

Director Jin stared intently at me, his gaze ambiguous.

I gave him a slight glare, bent down, and put on the tiny pair of panties.

This time, I even skipped the silk scarf hanging on my upper body; my breasts were completely exposed under the lights. After taking a few pictures standing up, Director Jin wanted me to strike that kneeling pose with my buttocks sticking out high. I was a little unhappy, but I did as he said.

I had just posed when Director Jin approached me. He actually went behind me, put his hands between my legs, and forcefully spread them apart, saying, "Spread your legs wider!"

I retorted irritably, "Just tell me what you want me to do, don't try to take advantage of me."

Before I could finish speaking, Director Jin pressed down on my waist with one hand and placed the other between my legs, around my genitals, and forcefully lifted them up, saying, "Raise them higher!"

His thumb was pressing against my vaginal opening! I was about to speak when Director Jin returned to the camera stand and said, "Okay, that's it, don't move!"

I lay on the ground, looking at Director Jin's fat, lecherous face, feeling utterly helpless as he took advantage of me.

After taking a few pictures with the stationary camera, Director Jin picked up another camera hanging around his neck and started taking pictures of me from different angles.

That damned scoundrel was behind me again.

I knew what he was going to do.

I was extremely reluctant for him to take pictures from behind. My thong was so small; the back of my labia would definitely be exposed, and the laceration around my buttocks was so thin and transparent that my anus would be clearly visible too… But I still let Director Jin take the pictures from behind. My feelings were quite complicated. I hesitated for a moment, and then Director Jin's shutter clicked a few times.

Finally, the shoot was over! I stood up and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Director Jin, with a smile on his face, very kindly brought me a glass of water.

I simply sat down on the chair next to him without changing my clothes, took a sip of water, and rested for a bit.

"How was it, Director? What do you think of my modeling skills?"

"Of course! Of course! Professor Lin is the best model in the world! You should really find a modeling agency and make you a world-renowned supermodel!"

"Director, you're up to your old tricks again! You must have some ulterior motive! But these photos are only for your academic articles, not for any other purpose!"

"Of course! I'm not that immoral. But, occasionally I'll show them off to feast my eyes."

"You scoundrel!"

I was speechless with anger.

Finally, I said, "Alright, it's getting late, I should go!"

With that, I stood up, took off Director Jin's "masterpiece," and prepared to put on my clothes and go home.

Just as I put on my old thong, suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed me from behind.

It was Director Jin! This fat pervert, what did he want? "Director, what are you doing?"

I asked in surprise, struggling.

"Professor Lin, you're so charming! I can't take it anymore!"

the fat man panted.

His hands were already tightly covering my breasts.

"Mmm...mmm...Director, you...you shouldn't do this! Mmm..." I struggled and whispered to him, afraid that someone outside would hear.

But my struggles were useless. Director Jin was very strong, and he held me tighter and tighter, making it almost impossible for me to move.

He whispered in my ear from behind me, "Teacher Lin, I've missed you so much! You have to give yourself to me, I'll make you happy!"

I struggled helplessly a few more times, but my strength was waning, and I could only whisper, "No...

mmm...don't do this..." At this moment, a strange feeling rose in my heart, very humiliating, very frightening, but also a little expectant.

Seeing that my resistance was gradually weakening, Director Jin freed one right hand and began to caress my whole body.

"Mmm...uh...no...mmm..." Director Jin rubbed my breasts with one hand and gently rubbed my nipples with his fingertips, while his other hand roamed all over my body, first my high nose, then my shoulders, then my abdomen.

Oh my god, that hand slid down to my thigh! It was still moving towards the inside of my legs! "Mmm...

no...no..." I was still instinctively refusing, but my resistance was powerless, just a symbolic writhing.

My voice was getting softer and softer, almost a moan.

In my heart, the shame and fear were still there, but the desire was getting stronger and stronger, and even Director Jin's hand was giving me a kind of pleasure.

I could also feel something harder and harder pressing against my buttocks.

Director Jin's hand touched my private parts through my underwear, and then he reached his hand from above into my underwear, heading straight for my crotch.

"Teacher Lin, your hair is so soft!"

Director Jin's hand reached my triangle area, and after playing with my pubic hair a few times, he continued to move downwards.

Oh my god! His hand touched my labia! His fingers rubbed back and forth on my labia, and the fingers of his other hand were also gently rubbing my nipples.

Waves of soft sensations entered my heart, and I was stimulated to the point of being hot all over, my face and ears turning red.

My fear was gradually subsiding, but the humiliation remained, while desire and pleasure clearly took over.

Of course, I still instinctively showed restraint and refusal.

I twisted my body, trying to get rid of Director Jin, and kept saying "No...no." Director Jin touched me even more brazenly after hearing this, saying as he touched me, "You still say no, all you do is wiggle your butt, and your little hole is so wet, you're thinking about me, aren't you!"

Hearing these words in my confusion, I suddenly sobered up a bit. I used my strength to break free from the unsuspecting Director Jin.

"No! I can't do this..." I said to Director Jin, my face red and panting.

But before I could finish speaking, Director Jin suddenly rushed over, picked me up, almost naked, and carried me out of the photography studio.

I struggled a few times, but it was useless.

Although I am 1.78 meters tall, for professional reasons, I have always carefully maintained my figure, making myself appear tall and slender, so I am not very strong.

Director Jin, who is only about 1.7 meters tall, is all muscle, and when he uses his strength, I am no match for him.

Finally, I could only be like a helpless lamb, letting the burly Director Jin hold me in his arms.

Director Jin carried me into another room, his bedroom.

Once inside, he threw me, now powerless and without will to resist, onto a large bed, then stood beside it, lecherously watching me.

Lying on the bed, my heart pounded, my body felt hot, my face flushed, and I could only pant.

I saw Director Jin begin to undress.

He quickly stripped naked, his muscular physique laid out before me.

And his penis, already hard and erect atop a tuft of dark hair.

It was quite large.

Although the boys often wore tight pants that made their penises stand out during dance rehearsals, I had never seen anyone other than my husband's penis so directly before.

Director Jin's nakedness filled me with immense humiliation.

I pursed my lips and buried my head in the sheets.

Actually, I had every opportunity to resist when Director Jin was undressing, but by then I had lost the will to resist. Instead, I was just waiting for things to happen.

Although I was still quite scared and conflicted inside.

Director Jin, now naked, climbed onto the bed and pressed himself against me. He turned me over, placed his hands on my breasts, and began rubbing my nipples with his fingertips, while his mouth kissed my face.

I didn't reciprocate his kisses, nor did I resist.

The rubbing of his fingertips on my nipples produced a strong, tingling sensation, which made my nostrils flare.

I was aroused! After kissing my face for a while, Director Jin's mouth moved down to my lower body.

Soon he sucked on one of my nipples and rubbed it rapidly with his tongue.

The stimulation from his tongue rubbing my nipple was much stronger than from his fingertips, and with Director Jin also rubbing my other nipple with his hand, the combined sensations made me increasingly excited.

I tilted my head back, closed my eyes tightly, flared my nostrils, and pursed my lips, completely enjoying the sensations Director Jin was giving me.

I still felt a little humiliated, but I had no will to resist anymore.

Director Jin's other hand slipped inside my panties and began to caress my genitals.

The sensation intensified! This was it! I could no longer control myself; moans escaped my nostrils.

I even twisted my waist, responding to Director Jin's caresses of my genitals.

Director Jin's head moved down again, kissing and moving until it reached my inner thighs.

After kissing my thighs a few times, he suddenly lifted my buttocks with his hands and quickly pulled off the last piece of clothing on my body—my panties.

I actually pulled my legs back slightly, cooperating with him to remove my panties! Now I was completely exposed to Director Jin's lustful eyes again! Director Jin spread my legs, bringing his eyes close to my genitals for a close look. His hands alternately caressed my thighs and genitals, making me even more excited.

Director Jin played with my labia with his fingers a few times, then leaned in and kissed them.

Oh my god! Even my husband, Zhang Xinmu, had only ever touched that area; no one had ever kissed me like this before.

I bit my lip in excitement.

Director Jin kissed me passionately and excitedly; I

could hear the sounds of his sucking. The tingling sensation he gave me when he kissed my genitals was overwhelming! Director Jin paused, grabbed my legs, flipped me over, and then lifted me up by the waist, making me kneel on the bed with my buttocks raised high, facing him.

My whole body went limp, and I obediently let Director Jin do as he pleased.

Director Jin leaned in from behind and kissed my genitals again.

This time, he even stuck out his tongue and pressed it hard against my vaginal opening.

My excitement reached a climax.

I moaned, "Mmm...mmm...mmm," and gently twisted my buttocks.

Director Jin then stroked my anus with his fingers, which was another unprecedentedly intense stimulation! My anus had never been touched by anyone else! Not even my husband.

I was completely conquered by Director Jin! It had been a long time since I had enjoyed a complete sexual encounter, let alone one as stimulating as today's.

Director Jin's patient caresses contrasted sharply with my husband's haste.

A long-awaited desire within me was now fully satisfied.

Director Jin used both his hands and mouth to play with my genitals and anus for a long time before stopping.

He flipped me over again like a sheet.

He half-pressed on top of me, pausing his movements.

I was held in his arms, panting heavily.

Taking advantage of his pause, I needed to rest a little.

It had been so long since I'd experienced such passion; it was truly overwhelming.

Director Jin looked at me with a lecherous smile.

He brought his face close to mine and said, "Teacher Lin, your body is so perfect! You're so sexy! I dream of making love with you! Look how hard my little brother is."

He then took my hand, urging me to touch his member.

I pulled my hand back as soon as I touched it.

I ignored this lecherous man and turned my face away.

A sliver of restraint remained within me.

"Oh, still embarrassed at this point? Look at you just now, moaning and wriggling your ass, you clearly really enjoyed me playing with you. And your pussy, I don't know how much juice it's flowing out. But, it tastes pretty good."

Director Jin's lewd words made me blush deeply, overwhelmed with shame.

I pushed him away.

"You're so annoying! Isn't taking advantage of me enough!"

"Haha, with such a beauty, taking advantage of her like this is certainly not enough."

Seeing my answer, Director Jin's interest was piqued again.

He laid me flat, climbed on top of me, spread my legs, and reached down to caress my genitals again.

I quickly became aroused again and moaned once more.

After touching me for a while, Director Jin lowered his hips and pushed hard.

My God! His penis pierced my vagina! I finally became a complete prisoner of this lecherous Director Jin! He fucked me! I didn't resist! After Director Jin entered my vagina, my vagina immediately felt incredibly full.

So when he entered, I not only didn't resist, but even groaned excitedly.

Director Jin's fat body began to rhythmically thrust into me.

With his thrusts, pleasure surged from my vagina, spreading throughout my body and reaching my heart.

These pleasures overwhelmed me, and I began to groan and writhe in rhythm with Director Jin.

I even pursed my lips, closed my eyes, and savored the pleasure.

The pleasure of having sex with other people was so intense.

Director Jin truly lived up to his reputation as a lecherous man; he really knew how to make love.

His rhythm was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, the depth of penetration was sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, and his hands and mouth were constantly caressing other parts of my body.

Sometimes he would suddenly increase the force of his thrusts, causing my slender body to tremble from the impact of his massive frame, the point where we were joined making a "smack...smack..." sound.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." I moaned incessantly, driven to the brink of ecstasy by his fucking.

Compared to him, my husband was truly awful! Director Jin flipped me over, wanting me to lift my buttocks.

I obediently did so, and he thrust his penis into my vagina from my raised buttocks.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." I moaned.

"Mmm...my darling, your pussy feels so good!...so good!...mmm..." Director Jin spoke as well, and from his voice, it was clear he was exhausted.

"Mmm...mmm..." I could only moan incessantly... Director Jin fucked me in this position for a long time.

He jumped off the bed again, stood on the floor, and pulled me to the edge of the bed, making me put my legs on his shoulders, and then he thrust into me again... Director Jin made me stand on the floor too, bend over and hold onto the edge of the bed with my hands, and then he fucked me from behind... After what seemed like a long time, we were back to doing it on the bed.

Director Jin suddenly increased the rhythm and force of his thrusts, making gurgling sounds, and then he thrust with all his might, and I felt a warmth inside my vagina—he ejaculated inside me! "Mmm...mmm..." I hadn't fully recovered from the orgasm, and I still moaned softly a few times.

Director Jin's fat body pressed down on me, and it took him a long time to turn over.

After a while, he turned over again and hugged me.

This time, although I turned my back to him, I still obediently snuggled closer to him.

Director Jin gently stroked my thighs and buttocks while smiling and saying, "Teacher Lin, you've given me such pleasure! I haven't lasted this long in ages!"

Seeing that I ignored him, he added, "Don't be like that. You were so excited just now, look! Your pussy is still wet!"

He then touched my genitals and moved his hand to my buttocks.

I could feel his hand was wet.

He really could feel moisture in my genitals! I still ignored him, and he then moved to touch my breasts.

"Teacher Lin's body is so beautiful, her face is like a fairy's, her breasts are firm and perky, the perfect size, her waist is so slender, and her legs are straight, long, and so strong, there's really no flaw..." "I've been longing for your figure for so long, watching you practice dancing, and seeing you take nude photos last time, it all gets me so excited..." "I've been thinking about sleeping with you for a long time, but I've never had the chance. You married that spineless Zhang Xinmu, it's like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung, what a pity! Luckily I got to sleep with you before you gave birth, otherwise it would have been even more of a pity!..." I finally couldn't help but retort to him angrily, "You bad guy!" "

Haha! I'm just going to play a trick on you!"

Director Jin, now full of energy, suddenly laid me flat and pressed down on me again.

His mouth and hands began to roam over my body again… Director Jin’s orgasm was as powerful as ever, and the intense climax completely robbed me of my usual composure and restraint. Like a harlot, I cooperated with him, obediently adopting several positions. When he indicated that he wanted me on top, I actually sat on him, even using my hand to guide his penis, aligning it with my vaginal opening, and then I sat down, letting his penis fully penetrate my body… Afterwards, we lay there for a long time. Once

I calmed down a little, a complex mix of emotions arose within me.

After all, I had made love with someone I had an affair with! And with such a lustful person! Although I am a very open person and like to show off my sexiness,

I have never thought of being a promiscuous person. I am an artist, and there is always some elegance in my blood.

But at that moment, I couldn’t control myself.

I couldn’t resist my desires. I don’t know why, maybe it’s because I was born with such desires, or maybe it’s because these desires are rarely satisfied! What I thought about most was: My God, I was played by Fatty Jin, and twice in a row.

After lying down for a while, Director Jin said he was hungry.

Hearing him say that, I also felt quite hungry.

Looking at my watch, I realized it was almost afternoon! Director Jin insisted on taking me to a restaurant for lunch, and after a brief refusal, I agreed.

Director Jin drove his car to the apartment building entrance, and I quickly got in.

Although the restaurant was upscale, our meal didn't last long.

I said I was tired and wanted to rest.

Director Jin didn't say much, immediately paid the bill, and drove me back to the college.

But he didn't take me home; instead, he took me to his.

I reluctantly went into his house, and he eagerly made love to me again.

Afterward, I was really tired and unknowingly fell asleep on Director Jin's bed…

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